Trampled Wills

Trampled Wills Do you want something? Own ideas? That’s a problem! You cannot live alone! Are you an individual? That’s a crime! You cannot have your own will and consciousness, ideas, dreams, goals You can’t be yourself, you have a ruler You are a slave to a science. Human-made This is the dark age. Foggy. Psychologically The sun died. God became an exile We are controlled and monitored animals This is the darkness We become zombies In the Bible, Jesus said Wolves come in sheep’s clothing People who have been made… Hopeless are waiting for the hope “I am your hope, I save you! Just do what I want of you! Just follow all my instructions.” Say it with a false, friendly smile In a lambwhite cloak The Foggy Psychology You are Money